Melanie woke up to the sound of her phone's alarm playing the song "This is Halloween" at 6am to remind her to take her medication. She reflexively did so before she even remembered where she was, and she didn't get to go back to sleep.
As soon as Melanie laid her head back on the pillow, Dementia burst through the door as a one-woman band and began playing as loud and obnoxiously as she possibly could causing Melanie to bolt upwards in shock and disbelief. She was equipped with an accordion, a drum, a trumpet, cymbals, and more instruments than Melanie could count.
"Good morning, traidora!" Dementia yelled out over the instruments, flicking on the switch as Melanie gave her a mean glare.
"What the frick is wrong with you?!" Melanie yelled over the music grating her ears.
Dementia cackled evilly, tossed her one-woman band set into the hall, and said, "It's your first day of learning how to become un vilano (a villain)!"
"It's 6 in the freakin' morning!" Melanie whined as she curled back under the covers. "Get out of my room!"
"Nah ah ah," Dementia teased as she yanked the covers away from Melanie. "Not until you march into the bathroom and start getting ready. Flug said so!"
"You do realize that I can summon portals to hell, right?" Melanie retorted annoyedly as Dementia climbed on the bed and started pushing her towards the edge.
Dementia scoffed, pushed Melanie over onto the floor, and said, "Meh, I've been there once or twice. Mi bon bon sent me there."
"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Melanie retorted as she stood up and picked her phone off her bedside table.
"No dawdling, Melanie!" Dementia sneered as she placed her hands on Melanie's shoulders and pushed her to the bathroom. "Breakfast is in two hours!"
Melanie summoned her wings pushing Dementia away from her back and causing her to fall backwards onto the bed.
Melanie angrily turned around, dissolved her wings, and said, "Stop touching me or I'll summon a portal to heaven."
Dementia gasped fearfully, shoved Melanie into the bathroom, and hissed at her before climbing onto the walls to the ceiling to climb her way through the open doorway out of the room.
Just as Dementia was crossing the threshold, Flug peeked into the room, watching confused at the sight of Dementia fleeing the room.
"Uh, is everything okay in here?" Flug asked.
Melanie poked her head groggily out of the bathroom and asked, "Why did you send the lizard lady in here at 6 AM when breakfast isn't for another 2 hours?!"
"All good villains wake up early to get an early start on their days," Flug replied.
Melanie scoffed and said, "And what about heroes?"
"Ha!" Flug said smugly. "Many heroes, while not all, tend to give themselves the luxury of sleeping in and waking up late."
"Why do I get the feeling you just made that up?" Melanie asked suspiciously.
Flug rolled his eyes and said, "Breakfast is in two hours. Get yourself ready."
Melanie rolled her eyes as she groggily shut the bathroom door and began getting ready for the day.
After about two hours of personal hygiene, praying, and Bible reading, Melanie emerged from the bathroom with her hair pulled back in a green scrunchie and wearing a white t-shirt with red hearts, black jeans, black boots, gold earrings, and her 505 jacket.
She walked over to her knapsack to collect all her things and prepare her messenger bag for school.
No sooner was Melanie done than she heard the door burst open and a familiar grating voice.
"Es hora del desayuno, traidora! (It's time for breakfast, traitor!)" Dementia said from the hallway.
"Sweet," Melanie said tiredly. "What's on the menu?"
"I don't know," Dementia replied. "The bear usually takes care of that."
"Ooooh," Melanie said instantly perking up. "505 made breakfast?"
"That bear makes every meal," Dementia replied annoyedly. "Now, hurry up!"
"As you wish," Melanie replied as she picked up her bags, summoned her scythe, sat down on top of it, and took off riding it down the hall.
"Hey!" Dementia yelled taking off after her. "I'm supposed to be escorting you!"